Eulogy قصص

"𝙅𝙖𝙚𝙮𝙪𝙣." I never knew who gave you that name, yet from the moment I first saw you, I knew it was too ethereal to belong to anyone but you. Your eyes were crystal. Clear enough to reflect light. Sharp enough to cut. Beautiful enough to make danger feel like devotion. And buried in your chest was a heart made of the same-as if someone had carved it out of crystal and left it there in place of your own. We lived in a world where such a heart was a liability-where loving someone of your own sex was a crime punishable by death. I thought I was protecting you. I was wrong. This is not a story I ever meant to tell. But I can no longer watch it remain buried. - 𝙇𝙚𝙚 𝙃𝙚𝙚𝙨𝙚𝙪𝙣𝙜. Started:- 25/05/2026 Ended:- 25/05/2026

There was a man... a lonely man. [ONE-SHOT]

At her 15 year old sisters funeral, Karen makes a speech about her tragic death and how avoidable it was.

For those who find joy in tragedies.

(Completed) A whimsical look at a murder. All of the dialog and clues are parts of poems, and even the poems aren't always what they seem. I originally wrote this starting in September of 2004 (up to part 4.) I didn't pick it up again until March of 2008 (with Bonus number 2.) I finished it in about 24 hours and still am proud of my work eight years later. I hope you enjoy it too. I'd like to thank author Martha Grimes for giving me the idea in her book SEND BYGRAVES.

A dramatic monologue ⚠️ TRIGGER WARNING⚠ ↪️ this does contain depressing and suicidal material read with caution. ️

A commentary on the World, politics, war, religion and the media and human nature. Written by Joshua Daly

On Pia's Memorial Service, her siblings, her friends and all those who really knows who she is, lets it out. Because she's a sister, an angel, the salvation, a friend, a daughter. She was loved because she loved

**IF YOU LEAVE ANY HATE COMMENTS I WILL REMOVE THEM** This is just going to be written to different rock gods that have passed away. You may think I'm weird for writing eulogies to people that have passed away that I never met and that will never see this, but whatever. Like I said, if you leave hate comments up just remove them.

An Eulogy

Eulogy

Everything I didn't say to the man who I love most in the world. Also my speech for a speaking contest at my school. I hope he's proud of it.

An eulogy written about the death of my former self and emergence of a new soul. Written by yours truly.

A high school senior recalls the night his best friend died in the moments before he gives the eulogy at her funeral.

Crazy Night somber morning

I only knew 'Roger Tate' (real name Bob Tomalski) through listening to his programmes on the radio. He was a DJ on 'Radio Invicta', London's first soul music radio station, launched in 1970. Invicta was a pirate radio station. Back then, there were no legal radio stations in the UK other than the BBC.